Saturday, November 13, 2010

cervantes.

days bleed a sobering unconsciousness
razorblade words drip from a self righteous tongue
graffiti'd preconceived notions of love poisons free minds

under sorrow's ashes
ink stains of regret wet my brow
the angels blood spills still
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